Song | Song Meat |
Artist | Subtle |
Album | A New White |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Dalrymple, Dowers, Drucker ... | |
A frozen lake is solved. | |
By all means... | |
Its The slowing down of your brain | |
Around that certain sort of math. | |
The result... | |
Completely destroys the snow globe | |
Which results in... | |
One calling for an Eyewash and hand replacement | |
............. .............. | |
........................... | |
I suppose I've been brave | |
The highly unlikly rock and all its valves | |
Are roped off . | |
As is the would find luggage dilemma | |
Of love and money | |
I know now the problem | |
Lies in no one wire of the human heart | |
No none of its 12 plugs can be pulled | |
To tear all veins in one fell swoop | |
Like wall socket roots | |
Through their smooth calm sheets of plaster skin | |
And much thinking makes so little of time | |
And of lives | |
Whats left are fires beating off of faces | |
Spreading in the heat left after beards. | |
The bright red skeleton of a cynic, | |
And the fine line differences in skin consistancy. | |
However so slightly permanent | |
These are the things that will never be songs... | |
Never more wet concrete for song street... | |
This is not more wet concrete for new song street... | |
Not poor silked concrete for beneath lord songs soft feet... | |
Not poor song meat... | |
Not song not more raw wheat... | |
For the poem popes and sing job's | |
Mastering the fast mean walks of big show street... | |
Fast |
zuo qu : Dalrymple, Dowers, Drucker ... | |
A frozen lake is solved. | |
By all means... | |
Its The slowing down of your brain | |
Around that certain sort of math. | |
The result... | |
Completely destroys the snow globe | |
Which results in... | |
One calling for an Eyewash and hand replacement | |
............. .............. | |
........................... | |
I suppose I' ve been brave | |
The highly unlikly rock and all its valves | |
Are roped off . | |
As is the would find luggage dilemma | |
Of love and money | |
I know now the problem | |
Lies in no one wire of the human heart | |
No none of its 12 plugs can be pulled | |
To tear all veins in one fell swoop | |
Like wall socket roots | |
Through their smooth calm sheets of plaster skin | |
And much thinking makes so little of time | |
And of lives | |
Whats left are fires beating off of faces | |
Spreading in the heat left after beards. | |
The bright red skeleton of a cynic, | |
And the fine line differences in skin consistancy. | |
However so slightly permanent | |
These are the things that will never be songs... | |
Never more wet concrete for song street... | |
This is not more wet concrete for new song street... | |
Not poor silked concrete for beneath lord songs soft feet... | |
Not poor song meat... | |
Not song not more raw wheat... | |
For the poem popes and sing job' s | |
Mastering the fast mean walks of big show street... | |
Fast |
zuò qǔ : Dalrymple, Dowers, Drucker ... | |
A frozen lake is solved. | |
By all means... | |
Its The slowing down of your brain | |
Around that certain sort of math. | |
The result... | |
Completely destroys the snow globe | |
Which results in... | |
One calling for an Eyewash and hand replacement | |
............. .............. | |
........................... | |
I suppose I' ve been brave | |
The highly unlikly rock and all its valves | |
Are roped off . | |
As is the would find luggage dilemma | |
Of love and money | |
I know now the problem | |
Lies in no one wire of the human heart | |
No none of its 12 plugs can be pulled | |
To tear all veins in one fell swoop | |
Like wall socket roots | |
Through their smooth calm sheets of plaster skin | |
And much thinking makes so little of time | |
And of lives | |
Whats left are fires beating off of faces | |
Spreading in the heat left after beards. | |
The bright red skeleton of a cynic, | |
And the fine line differences in skin consistancy. | |
However so slightly permanent | |
These are the things that will never be songs... | |
Never more wet concrete for song street... | |
This is not more wet concrete for new song street... | |
Not poor silked concrete for beneath lord songs soft feet... | |
Not poor song meat... | |
Not song not more raw wheat... | |
For the poem popes and sing job' s | |
Mastering the fast mean walks of big show street... | |
Fast |